Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-07-27
MFFLN1OWN JUNIATA COUNTY, WEDNESDAY, JULY o.

one seeming to meet the requirements
so well as LGcia Grey, whose repeated
refusals only made him more deter
mined
He had cultivated persistence to that
tine point attained only, as 4 general
rule, by the widowed OF his sex, but
had, - yet, failed OF success.
He passsi them with q bow and
bread, bland smIle.
Lucia's brother was waiting for her
at the door OF their small home, and
DIR. Holt declining TO enter, they ex-
changed few careless words on the
steps before he bade them gooi-by.
He held LGcIa's nano a moment NJ
parting, and she remembered long
afterward how dry and feverish his
was; but what firm, true clasp the
fingers gave.
The next evening Mr.. Terrell came
for her to drive. She did not wan. to
so, but let herself be persuaded, feeling
too heart-sick for anything to matter
much.
Once again lie offered her the ''pur-
pie and fne linen" OF life, and seemed
slow to understand that she could so
obstinately refuse what some women
angled for.
Poor fellowl There was kind OF
pathos about the way he put his wealth
before him.
II he had read women better lie would
have known that if he were once loved
for himself it would not matter whether
he counted his money by the thousands
OF by the teuS-by dollars or cents.
" bile she was nervous and flushed
with annoyance. they met DIR. Holt ON
his way to see some country patient.
lie attributed her unusual color to
another cause, and fancyng he caught
- look of triumph In John Terrell's
cold, blue eyes, accepted the possible
for the actual-as men of his sensitive,
selt-dIstrustful nature are apt TO do
and concluded she had followed his ad-
vice aui taken ''the man who could
provide fOr her"
Strange heart of man! He had told
her to 10 it, and had thought he wanted
her to do II.
And row?
He certainly wanted her 10 be happy,
and he thought he could not not make
her 50 himself. And yet he was con-
scIOuS OF = terrible pain somewhere in
his breast and a burning desire TO bury
[ John Terrell's blonde beauty under 4
/ heap of his own shining coin.
Lucia and her brother Jse hal lived
I = happy life together, and in his fond,
uuSalhsh love she had never missed the
father and mother who, dying, during
infancy, had left her 10 the tender care
of the crippled boy, now 4 sad-eyed
middle-agei man.
y sufficient sum had been left for
their support, and a kind aunt gave
them home until the little sister WAS
old enough 10 keep house for Brother
JOe.'
since then they had never been sepa-
rated. As the days passed on, and
Laurence holt never came again 10 the
little cottage with the yellow roses by
the gate, Joe noticed how sad and list
less Lucia grew, although she tired 50
bravUiy 80 bc mGIIy ana gay as OF Old
He asked no questions, for he knew
that, while We can sometimes rest
weary limbs, il is hard to know what
10 10 with tired hearts
One day some one mentioned, among
other gossip, the departure OF DIR. Holt
Z FOR New Mexico, aad added by way 7
I comment, "Ue was always a restless
sort of fellow-didn't seem to care for
f anybody in the world, not even him
self They say lie has gone for good. -
FOT weeks after this Lucia went
about the house with a stunned. help
I less look in her eyes like a hurt animal
I that does not understand why II has
been wounded.
The summer passed, and with the
early autumn days she grew restless.
/ Coming 10 Joe one evening she put her
arms around his neck as in her baby
days, and told him she wanted some
work TO do, something to keep her bus!
all the time. Couldn't she gather
around her little kindergarten clas-
of children and try TO fill up her If,
1 with duties?"
lie knew that duties were cold, un-
I satisfactory things when the heart Wa
l crying out for something alive anC
warm, but he let her have her way, an,
as day after day she studied deeper int,
child-hre, and saw how in ministerin;
TO these little ones We are in turn ad
ministered TO, she grew more cOnten
and less impatient or life.
One bright spring morning, t%o year
later. the brother and sister sat on thel
porch, "watchIng the flowers grow"
Presently Joe got up and limped t,
the steps. Lucia, do you see tina
peculiar little cloud yonder? L shoul,
not be surprised II we had a storm @
!, some kind to-day"
40, Joe, the ideal Why, the SUI
never did shine so bright. L feel a
most a child again this morning, aud
know 1t is this delicious sunshine"
II hope nothing Will come to saut
; out, then, dear, If it makes you happy.
, And he looked at her with tsnde
5 little smile
The girl jumped uu impulsiyely an
, kissed his worn cheek, whispering
! You make me happy all the time"
Before the day WAS over his prophec
came true. y wild storm came up, oI
OF those sudden furies of lightnin:
I { wind and rain peculiar to our Texi
! climate, that interrupts the sun for
) few moments, strikes the earth sing
+ passionate blow, and then returns
, it's home among the clouds, leavin
n nature bruised and smarting from Il
r stroke. The south-Oound train la
, come in in the midst of the gale, and
few hours later message was brouSi
! 20 Lucia Grey.
+, But one passenger had left the car
; and as he stepped across the platfor
= he stopped one moment to gaze up
: the frowning heavens. As he locke
q a fiery, zigzag line cut the sullen BIZ
4 of tie sky, gathered itself into lur
: ball OF dancing, purplish hame-light
. and burst amid a grand discsrd
. thunder, wind and rain When q
. clamor of the elements ceased tho
: inside the depot rushed out 10 see whe
the bolt had fallen
n They found some of the men wi
n had been grouped outside thrown
the ground, few stunned, and on
i the passenger from the south bouI
3 train, struck dead
y When carried 10 the hotel lie w
recognized as Laurence Holt.
a In his pocket WAS a letter with
n address, ''To be given, III case OF Il
< death, to Miss Lucia Grey, San Marco
2, Texas"